Duanmuya looked out of the thousand-year-old Bingyuan and returned to the Palace of Zhongyong according to the memory of the original owner.

She knew that her black hair and black eyes were obvious. Everyone knew who she was when she appeared, so she didn't take the usual path.

The mansion was very quiet, surrounded by plain white funeral flags, Duanmu Yawan curled his eyebrows, and after walking a few steps, he saw a purple coffin inlaid with beautiful crystal stones.

An old man was lying on a small couch, looking at the purple coffin with grief: "Ya, why are you so cruel, you left grandpa and left..."

"Grandpa?" The original owner's nickname Yaya, Duan Mu Yawang recognized that this was the original owner's grandfather Duanmu Liguang.

Duanmu Liguang was taken aback when he heard the sound, and turned around hurriedly. When he saw Duanmu Yawang, he was very excited: "Ya, you, are you coming back to see Grandpa?"

"Grandpa, I'm not dead." Duanmu Yawang walked over and grabbed Duanmu Liguang's hand, "Grandpa, look, I have warmth."

"Yah, grandpa knows that you will be fine." King Zhongyong felt the temperature of Duanmu Yawang, his voice was full of tears, "Everyone says you died in a mass grave, but grandpa doesn't believe it!"

King Zhongyong is over 60 years old, and has made countless deeds throughout his life on the battlefield. In the memory of this body owner, even though he was paralyzed in bed by an accident a few years ago, he is still full of energy.

Now, less than three days before or after she disappeared, he turned out to be ten years old.

King Zhongyong was nothing but a stranger to her, but seeing his face weeping with joy, and not knowing whether it was the body's automatic reaction or how, Duanmu Yawang felt sad.

"Grandpa..." she cried a little stiffly: "I'm fine." When she said that, she stretched out her hand awkwardly to wipe his tears.

"It's all right, it's all right." Duanmu Yawang's movements surprised and excited King Zhongyong.

In his memory, his only granddaughter would never cry or make trouble when he was born. The black pupil that symbolized waste was empty and godless, like a doll lacking a soul.

She has no interest in anything, and she has no response when others call her waste and bully her, and she doesn't even say anything. Only when I saw His Royal Highness, I felt a little more energetic.

Because of her temperament, although King Zhongyong loves her, the two are not close.

I don't know why, after coming back this time, she seemed to be a different person.

Of course, the person is still that person, but... there seems to be a living soul awakened in it, which is clever and clever, and an aura is naturally emitted.

Looking at such Duanmu Yawang, King Zhongyong always felt that this was the complete appearance of his granddaughter, and his real granddaughter had returned.

"The prince, it's not good, the time for the funeral has come, and someone outside has come to make trouble again, saying that the eldest lady is not worthy to be buried in a purple coffin, and the second lady is so anxious outside that she knelt down and begged..."

At this moment, an angry voice came to the court from far to near, and the moment he saw Duanmu Yawang, the voice stopped abruptly, "Big...Miss?" Is he hell?

"Housekeeper Liu, don't make a fuss, you're fine." Even though Duanmu Liguang said so, his face was smiling.

Butler Liu has served Duanmu Liguang for decades and has been loyal. Seeing King Zhongyong’s spirit healed a lot and was full of joy. Thinking of something, he looked at Duanmuya and said: "Miss, you hurry up and hide, if someone outside knows You are still alive, I don’t know what you will do!"

"Hiding?" Duanmu Ya looked up and raised her eyebrows. She has never been the only one to hide from her, and she has never been hiding from others. "Why should I hide?"

"What to hide? My granddaughter of Duanmu Liguang will not be a tortoise!" Before Butler Liu could speak, Duanmu Liguang said angrily: "The first time the accident happened, I dragged a sick body and came to the door myself one by one. Apologizing for the wounded with a lot of money and gifts, they agreed to all their requests. They spoke so well at the beginning. How did they know that they were so untrustworthy, they turned around and came to the mansion to make a lot of noise!"

Duan Muya listened, frowned, and then concentrated and took a closer look. After a while, she felt that many people gathered at the gate of the Zhongyong Palace. These people were insulting, some people threw rotten eggs with vegetable leaves, and even people screamed. : "That vicious trash has more than a guilty death, and he is not worthy of going out and burying himself in the soil. I also want to use a purple coffin for funerals unless he walks on our bodies!"

Her class is too low, she can only perceive sounds, but cannot perceive breath and human figures, but perceiving these has already made her aware that things are not easy, "What the **** is going on?"

"Oh, Miss, you really caused a disaster this time." The butler sighed: "You entered the mass grave without permission, causing loopholes in the barrier. Not only did the evil beasts enter the city and injured a lot of people, but also a few. A prince and nobleman, all the complaints inside and outside the city are fighting against you!"

Duanmu Ya narrowed her eyes and was about to speak. Duanmu Liguang kindly comforted her: "Yah, you don't need to know these bad things. You can rest well when you come back. Grandpa can settle it."

"Yes, eldest lady, as long as you are still there, everything will be okay." Steward Liu also hurriedly comforted: "Although the emperor was angry a few days ago, decreed to dissolve the marriage contract between you and the prince, but... "

Duanmu Yawang interrupted him, "Dissolve the engagement?"

From the moment she woke up, she knew that the original owner and the prince were married by a sacred decree, and that the original owner and the prince were married when they reached the age of thirteen.

However, all of this, from the moment she was born and opened her eyes, everything is destined to be different. Now that the original owner is fourteen, the marriage is still being pushed back and forth.

"Yes!" Steward Liu said sadly: "The day before yesterday, His Royal Highness had promised that the prince would marry you as soon as possible. The prince hasn't had time to tell you that something happened yesterday."

"Old Liu, Yaya finally came back, why are you mentioning these things!" King Zhongyong sternly scolded, as if afraid that Duanmu Yawang could not think about it, he hurriedly said: "Yah, as long as you are fine, even though your marriage contract has ended. Grandpa will find a way to mention it to the emperor, you must never do stupid things again!"

"Yes." Steward Liu also persuaded: "Although you have caused trouble, the emperor has ordered you to terminate your marriage contract with His Royal Highness. However, fortunately, the second lady has been able to kill the evil beasts in the training farm. The merits and demerits are equal to the emperor. We did not inquire about our loyalty palace, and also betrothed the second lady to the prince, to show that the loyalty palace is still favored. Miss, you like the prince, and the whole city knows that you and the second lady have a deep brotherhood. If the second lady knows you will come back I don’t know how happy it will be. You want to return to His Royal Highness, but it’s just a matter of one sentence."

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